However, Lu Xu and the others fled quickly under the weight of the little sparrow, but they also remembered the comfort of Qianjundu in their hearts, because the strength of Ruan Jin should not be underestimated. However, A Wang, who was chasing behind them, let them go.
Their moods could not relax for a moment, and when Lu Xu saw Awang's figure getting closer and closer to them, he felt even more anxious. If he were alone now, he might face it calmly.
But the fact is that he must let everyone escape from Awang's pursuit
"I will let the little sparrow fall to the ground in a while. At that time, you should run away quickly and go to the Law School to wait for me!" Lu Xu said
"I'm with you!" Ling Ruoshuang only said this, her tone was very relaxed, but in this relaxed tone, Lu Xu noticed her determination
"Boss, you won't leave us behind at this time? How can I not participate in such an opportunity to be in the limelight?" Bian Pingyan said lazily.
Situ Jian was more straightforward and said directly: "Let me escape, and I will jump directly from here."
Lu Xu said angrily: "When has it been? You are still causing trouble for me. You are all dead. Who told the Soaring Emperor about our killing? Who will avenge us then?"
Lucia retorted: "Do you think the Soaring Dragon Emperor is a fool? As long as I know that you did not participate in the Spirit Injection Master Competition, you will definitely put pressure on the Aojian Empire. Anyway, I don't care, I just won't run away, I want to run away together."
"My mentor is still thoughtful. Boss, your words can't convince us this time. I'm sorry, we have to live and die with you." Bian Pingyan said surprisingly calmly and relaxedly.
Lu Xu was extremely moved, but he said angrily: "Sooner or later I will make you mad to death, you bunch of idiots!"
"We may not necessarily die. My Spiritual Frost Ice Dragon has greatly increased in strength after taking the beast soul of Thunder Reaver Sea Dragon. And I am also a high-level magic spirit. Everyone's cultivation is not weak. Although the sword cultivator has already
It’s a sword soul, but it’s not impossible to defeat,” Ling Ruoshuang said.
Seeing that everyone was determined to follow him, and hearing Ling Ruoshuang's unrealistic analysis, Lu Xu smiled bitterly in his heart and said to himself: "Lu Xu, Lu Xu, how can you be so virtuous and capable? You actually have these friends who you can risk your life on."
"Okay, then let us fight the sword soul together. Haha, if we can kill him, we can leave a mark on the spiritual continent in the future, come on!" Lu Xu shouted with full of fighting spirit.
"This is our boss!" Bian Pingyan said, while Situ Jian slightly adjusted his excited heartbeat.
Ling Ruoshuang stood next to Lu Xu, smiled lightly at him, and said nothing. Lu Xu felt that this action could cheer him up more than any words of encouragement. The fighting spirit had already risen in his heart, how could he still escape?
"Little sparrow, stop. If I die, you will find a way to transform back into a real monster. You are not allowed to save me, you know?" Lu Xu said to the little sparrow, not caring whether the little sparrow understood what he meant.
Awang was about to catch up with Lu Xu and the others, but when he saw Lu Xu and the others suddenly stopped, he felt happy and stopped not far from them. He smiled and said: "This is the most correct thing.
Choice, you must know that you cannot escape from your own hands, it is easier to accept the reality."
Lu Xu smiled coldly and said: "How majestic. If you dare to say these words in front of Qianjundu, I guarantee that your teeth will be knocked out!"
Awang's face changed. He didn't expect Lu Xu to speak like this. He was directly exposing his scars. He laughed angrily: "Haha, hey, if Qianjundu is here, you can say this.
, but he is not here, so I decided to let you die miserably. No, it should be worse than life. Haha, boy, wait, if you anger Grandpa Awang, your fate will be very miserable!"
"Awang what?" Bian Pingyan didn't seem to understand what Awang said, so he asked
Awang smiled coldly and said proudly: "Grandpa."
Bian Pingyan laughed and said: "Good grandson"
This time he almost made Awang vomit blood. He couldn't figure out where these rotten boys got the courage to speak to him like this. But now he won't think about it anymore.
Xu and Bian Pingyan were angered one after another, and the murderous intent in his heart could no longer be controlled. When he saw Lu Xu and others laughing wantonly on the back of the big bird, which had always been unusually tall, he shouted angrily, and a sword energy matched hiss.
Practice and draw out by yourself
However, Lu Xu and others are not fools. Although they are laughing, they have already cheered up. When they saw Awang's sword energy coming, they also used their most powerful power because they knew the gap between the two sides.
Lu Xu directly unlocked his seal, and the energy of the spirit-infused fire source and the spirit-infused cold spring was instantly released, and Zijie suddenly swung out
Bian Pingyan gave a deep shout, and the Sword Demon's Dance suddenly broke out. A stream of sharp sword energy rushed towards Pilian who was shot by Awang.
Situ Jian did not cast the killing curse because he knew that although the power of the killing curse was not small, it could not compete with a guy who had reached the realm of sword spirit. His hands moved extremely quickly, and the soul-leaving curse burst out, and then
It's the Destruction Curse. The combined power of these two curses may be even more powerful than the Killing Curse because the Soul Leaving Curse can swallow up the enemy's energy.
A dragon roar appeared, and Ling Ruoshuang's thin figure left the little sparrow's back and stood on Lingshuang Ice Dragon's body, her lips parted lightly, and she shouted in a cold voice: "The Chant of the Ice Demon!"
Lucia used the Fire Demon's Mourning
For a time, the air was filled with all kinds of powerful and abnormal energy fluctuations. Not only that, these energies also rendered the world colorful. If someone saw it on the ground, they might think it was a rainbow.
Seeing that they still dared to resist, Awang smiled scornfully in his heart, and even said mockingly: "Give up, you poor bunch of idiots!" As he spoke, Awang stood with his long sword standing on his chest, his expression solemn, and he was about to exert the will of the sword god.
Come
He doesn't have much patience. In his opinion, all he needs to do is kill Lu Xu and his group, and the sword god's will is really invincible when used in his hands.
There was a loud bang, and everyone felt their ears buzzing, and their bodies were shaking a little. Although they were not injured, they were frightened in their hearts because the strength they gathered together could only break through the sword energy that Awang casually sent out.
, it seems that if they face the will of the sword god, they have no hope at all.
"Fight!" Lu Xu shouted. Before Awang could exert the will of the Sword God, Zijie spiraled out. His hands were also moving rapidly. He was using the spirit-infused fire source on Zijie with
The power of the Spirit-Infused Cold Spring is most evident in this attack.
As the buzzing sound continued, Zijie had already arrived in front of Awang. Seeing Lu Xu like this, Awang curled his lips mockingly and raised his sword slightly, trying to push Zijie away, but when his sword blade touched
When it came time to self-restraint, he suddenly realized that the self-restraint was extremely heavy. Not only that, but the two completely opposite abilities implicit in self-restraint also made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"There's something weird!" Awang was startled, but he was a sword soul after all, and his reaction was extremely fast. After being startled, a layer of bright sword energy suddenly rose above the long sword.
After returning from the warning without success, Awang laughed heartily, and then shouted: "The will of the sword god!"
A strong wind suddenly rose in the air, and sword energy appeared in the eyes of Lu Xu and others. This attack completely blocked them within Awang's move. There was no way out and they could only fight to the death.
Ling Ruoshuang bit her lips lightly, with a hint of determination in her eyes, and then she integrated the power of the Spiritual Frost Ice Dragon, the resurrection of the ice demon! This was Ling Ruoshuang's first time to use the resurrection of the ice demon. She had just understood it not long ago, and she didn't know how to use it.
Finding the right opportunity made Ling Ruoshuang full of expectations with this performance.
Bian Pingyan chuckled, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes. He actually imitated Awang's appearance, standing with his long sword on his chest, and his expression was extremely solemn. Not only that, there was actually a wave of power that did not belong to him.
Lu Xu was shocked when he saw this. He was extremely surprised. He couldn't believe that Bian Pingyan, who was only an intermediate sword spirit, could actually display the 'will of the sword god' that could only be displayed in the sword spirit realm.
When Awang saw Bian Pingyan's appearance, he was extremely horrified. He couldn't imagine that the 'will of the sword god' that he only realized when he reached the intermediate sword soul, could be used by this raw boy in front of him.
And Awang is also very satisfied with his understanding. Although he has not yet created his own moves of the sword soul, he has gradually deepened his understanding of the sword god's will, and he also believes that as long as he persists, sooner or later he will
One day I will understand my own moves that belong to the 'Po' realm. But how difficult is it to do this? Not to mention the sword soul, even many quasi-sword gods can only better understand the 'will of the sword god', or the 'sword'.
God Yixiao, these are just two ultimate abilities.
As Lucia's destruction ball and Situ Jian's killing curse were launched one after another, Lu Xu stood in front of them. Lu Xu felt that even if he died, he would die in front of them.
The sword energy surged; the sky and the earth were eclipsed by it, the destruction ball shot out, the sky was filled with heat, the killing curse came, and the scream moved people's hearts. Just like that, several energies finally collided together. However, Lu Xu was not happy at all.
Meaning, because after the collision, the sword god Awang's will did not weaken much, and he still rushed towards them.
Lu Xu secretly dazzled and said in his heart: "Even if I risk my life, I will absorb the will of this sword god of yours!" Thinking of this, Lu Xu secretly made up his mind to use his mind power.
But at this moment, an unyielding voice sounded in everyone's ears: "The will of the sword god!"
This voice belonged to Bian Pingyan. No one thought that this guy actually understood the will of the Sword God during life and death. The will of the Sword God carried the unyielding and resistance of the Sword God. Maybe Bian Pingyan was born like this.
Man, so, at this time, he suddenly woke up
"What? Is this kid a human?" Awang was filled with surprise, but he did not lose his composure. He knew that even if the kid in front of him understood the will of the Sword God, what would happen? His cultivation level could not compete with him at all.
Compared with myself, so I will end up with hatred in the end.
Amidst the bursts of sword sounds, crisp and deafening sounds of collision rang in everyone's ears, and the will of the sword god Bian Pingyan collided with Awang's.
And Awang's judgment was correct. After all, Bian Pingyan's cultivation level was far different from his. Even with the same move, the energy that could be stimulated was not at the same level.
Lu Xu, on the other hand, broke all the exposed sword energy in front of him. Although he had a mouthful of blood on his chest at the moment, he could not give up, nor was he willing to give up.
When Lu Xu broke another sword energy, Zijie circled out and hit Awang directly. At this moment, Awang was controlling the sword god's will all over his body, so he could only use the hand that was not holding the sword to break Zijie.
His fists were everywhere like the wind. Lu Xu was still protecting Lucia and Ling Ruoshuang behind him, and his hands were covered in blood. Even though he was a flesh cultivator, he could not completely resist such a powerful sword energy.